ankana chakraborty

What struck a cord with me is the character of Kamala Sharma, played by Nivedita Bhattacharya. There’s so much we take for granted, as privileged urban women. This movie is a heart touching story of the ever-persistent tussle between the new and the old, the silently screaming urge to break away. The dilemma of a woman conditioned to unconditionally care for and support the male dominance; shackled all her life in perpetual fear of a reprimand, seeking permission to just be, despite never being at fault. Looking longingly at those who have a life she never can. The contrast stark, the switch unimaginable. And then forced to live it vicariously through her child, all over again, accepting it all as the norm and perhaps fate. It’s storytelling like this that truly catches the pulse of so much that really lives in the heart of reality but in the blindspot of the urban masses. I wish there’s more of this cinema (thankfully the change has begun) and less of larger than life, insensitive, misinformed trash that only perpetuates a distorted version of bravado. Real strength and bravery is what Kamala shows in her own gentle, maternal way. I hope more have the epiphany to look forward and ditch societal bonds to truly live their lives. Because when you do, my friend, there is a world waiting to embrace you for who you are, if you only let them.